On Death Culture at Sea: Retromeme

We all know the kind of people who never seem to leave
Sometimes they can help you by affirming your beliefs
Never trust a movie star to tell you what you want
We have come to reassess everything you bought

He liked the way the lipstick turned his lips a cherry red
You don’t have to understand to join the living dead
The first mistake I ever made was written into stone
Sometimes we don’t like to share how much we feel alone

Decades from the present hold a kind of unwrapped gift
If only we could get this back to everything we missed
Sometimes in the desert, I like to look around
At landscapes that are barren, but ones that I have found